Miss Song improved the anti-inflammatory drug.
--A new anti-inflammatory drug can bring the dead back to life!
They all looked at Song Xiaozhu as if they were seeing a god descending from the sky.
From Song Xiaozhu's side Xiao He's increasingly serene voice rang out. " Leadership Value +5000, Leadership Value +2000, Leadership Value +1000, Leadership Value +500..."
Present were a former leader of Liu Family Village, a future leader of Liu Family Village, a deputy captain of the vanguard team, and two logistics personnel...
It contributed a full 9000 Leadership Value to Song Xiaozhu.
Song Xiaozhu: "..."
Oh, she loves Liu Family Village.
Unfortunately, the exchange rate has changed; 9000 Leadership Value only yielded 45 Quantum Coin, a full half of what it used to be.
Faced with everyone's astonishment, shock, and awe...
Song Xiaozhu quickly explained, "The main function of anti-inflammatory drugs is to inhibit the reproduction and growth of bacteria. The reason why Captain Xiao was able to heal so quickly is because his body healed on its own without bacterial interference."
The speed was very fast, which is why it had such an effect.
Her explanation is logical.
The advanced anti-inflammatory drug is indeed a medical miracle, but the reason why Xiao Tong's reaction to it was so extraordinary is still related to his own physical condition.
The profession of " Hunter " must inherently possess strong healing abilities, or perhaps Xiao Tong's professional understanding gives him a talent in this area. Combined with the precise antibacterial effect of the anti-inflammatory drug, this resulted in such a miraculous medicinal effect.
Even with Song Xiaozhu's explanation, the villagers who witnessed it firsthand were filled with awe for the advanced anti-inflammatory drug.
Miracle drug!
This is a miracle drug!
Song Xiaozhu didn't offer any further explanation.
There is power in believing in this. The soldiers before us may need advanced anti-inflammatory drugs at any time. If they have enough faith in the drug, it will have a better effect. Well, that comes from the "placebo effect."
Xiao Tong thanked Song Xiaozhu repeatedly, then chuckled to himself, "Both times... I owe it all to Miss Song!"
Song Xiaozhu blinked and suddenly realized that the subjects of both of these "clinical trials" were Xiao Tong.
Um...
He is an excellent "drug trial participant".
Xiao Yunjie knew her son's personality. Seeing that his life was no longer in danger, she asked, "What happened? How could you make such a big mistake?"
Upon hearing her question, Xiao Tong's expression turned serious. He glanced around and said, "Let's talk inside. Miss Song, why don't we go together?"
Song Xiaozhu nodded.
Xiao Tong got off the vehicle, gave the Hunter some instructions, and then went to the camp.
He pushed open the door and said gravely, "I saw a human, a young woman standing on the back of a giant, Polluted Beast."
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Ink City.
The Supreme Court.
The white dome, stained glass windows, and dazzling artificial light illuminated the magnificent lobby.
The surrounding seating area was completely full.
This place is where the most powerful, highest-ranking, and wealthiest people in the entire Ink City gather.
The city lord is merely a puppet of the wealthy elites.
The Fan Clan is the true power holder in Ink City.
At this moment, all the direct descendants of the Fan Clan, all the high-level Awakened, were staring intently at that sole "defendant."
He was wearing the uniform representing the Ink City army, with his family crest on his chest, but his wrists were shackled. There were five high-ranking "warriors" around him, staring at him without blinking.
He is Fan Cang.
The culprit who destroyed the buffer zone, plunging Ink City into despair!
The person who tried Fan Cang was Fan Houzhang, the head of the Fan Clan and also his father.
Although Fan Houzhang was nearly fifty years old, he was very well-preserved and looked about thirty years old even without activating his Force.
Fan Cang's features are very similar to his, but the two have completely different temperaments.
The young Fan Cang was unruly and rebellious, while the middle-aged Fan Houzhang was dignified and solemn.
At this moment, father and son faced each other, their gazes locked in a fierce confrontation.
The city lord of Ink City was an obese man who sat in the judge's seat, merely a powerless echo, questioning Fan Cang: "Why did you destroy the Three Temples Heaven, Earth, and Man!"
Fan Cang didn't even glance at him, and slowly said to Fan Houzhang, "... To save the people of Ink City."
An uproar erupted in the audience. These normally well-mannered citizens couldn't help but swear. "You're talking nonsense! Without the Three Temples ' suppression, the Ink City Fortress can't stop the beast tide at all!"
You're going to kill everyone!
"You're insane!"
"Mr. Fan, you must give everyone an explanation today!" This "Mr. Fan" was not referring to Fan Cang, but to Fan Houzhang.
Fan Houzhang raised his hand, and the surroundings instantly fell silent. He stared at Fan Cang: " The Three Temples Heaven, Earth, and Man are the three pillars of Ink City. Destroying them is tantamount to destroying this gathering place for survivors."
Fan Cang: "Oh."
Fan Houzhang's jaw twitched, and veins bulged faintly on his neck. " Fan Cang, you..."
Fan Cang interrupted him, "It's just a death sentence, pronounce it."
Fan Houzhang narrowed his eyes.
Fan Cang suddenly smiled. He no longer looked at Fan Houzhang, but turned his body, as if admiring something, and slowly swept his gaze across everyone in the audience.
Do you really think the quarantine zone is a protective shield?
"Do you really think this Ink City is a sanctuary?"
"Do you really think you're 'alive'?"
Fan Houzhang: "You have already made a grave mistake; stop inciting people!"
Fan Cang looked at Fan Houzhang, his gaze gradually turning cold. "A puppet, a herd of domesticated livestock."
With that, white mist burst forth from his palm, and the surrounding "warriors" fell to the ground before they could even react. A longsword pierced through the air, and Fan Cang easily broke free of his shackles, the tip of the sword pointing directly at Fan Houzhang's throat.
The audience erupted in chaos.
what happened?
How did Fan Cang break free from suppression?
puppet?